The mockingbird, whose nest is among the flowers of wild roses and honeysuckle, occasionally wakes up from a small dream and sings.
A shy and beautiful tone. Then, as if after careful consideration, it was over again.
The whole earth was silent.
At night, the blue sky is sparsely dotted with gem-like stars and the horizon.
Fire flashes from time to time, like ghost eyes, and the air is filled with mud, fog and rice grains.
New breath. The dreamy sense of security on a summer night makes all living things seem to want Russia.
When people sleep, although there are Jin Lingzi and other grasshoppers, their voices are so weak.
Weak, far away, like talking in a dream!
Near dusk, the sun slowly got into the thin clouds and turned red.
Sphere. In the western sky, there is a kind of pink that is redder and more delicate than the face of a fat doll.
The sun is the reddest around, so charming. Red is spreading everywhere, half of it.
The sky gradually fades from one layer to another until it turns gray. Floating in the air
Soft, transparent, clear and moist air is floating.
The setting sun seems to roll in the golden rosy clouds and then sink behind the gloomy horizon.
The red fireball flashed in Phnom Penh, bursting with two or three fiery sparks, so the distant Woods were dark.
The outline of the light suddenly appears as a continuous light blue line.
2. Composition: Choose a scene and describe (an activity) in 600 words. It's sunny today, and a garden activity is held in the central square of my hometown. After lunch, the family came to the central square with great joy, only to find that there was a sea of people and a lot of excitement, and it was already packed. According to my father, there are four contents in this garden activity. I broke away from my father and ran to the dark crowd. "Please line up!" I only heard the host shouting at the top of his voice. I came to Tiehuan District for the first time and stood behind the "long queue". I waited anxiously, hoping that it would be my turn soon. One, two, three ... finally, it's my turn. When I picked up the hoop, my heart couldn't help pounding: "Hundreds of eyes are watching me, but I must win." Maybe it's because I'm too nervous. Tell yourself not to lose heart. So the third lap flew out ... only to see it jumping around on the ground, flying again, and then being caught. A cheer broke out in the crowd. In the cheers of people, I hit the key link easily and finally won the prize. After I turned around, I came to the guessing area again. I stood on tiptoe and craned my neck to find the crossword puzzle. I quickly tore off the note and took it to receive the prize. The staff in the prize area confirmed that my judgment was correct. In this way, I participated in several activities. Although I won some small prizes, I was very impressed. This garden activity is really interesting.
3. Writing a composition of a scene is always desirable. I can stand on the boundless seashore, feel the charm of the sea, watch the romance of water and sky, sing my heart with the rolling waves, look up at the white clouds in the sky, shine with the blue sea, and draw a beautiful picture. Always yearn for, in front of the vast sea, throw all the troubles and troubles outside the cloud nine, leaving a simple heart, a simple state of mind, quiet and far-reaching, calm and indifferent.
Fortunately, I packed my immortal dream and came to the place where it came true. On the day when I arrived in Rizhao, the sun was shining, the white clouds were long and the sky was clear and blue. On the square near the sea, the green lawn is dotted with a few pink and white flowers, surrounded by low shrubs, like small and exquisite guards. There is a faint smell of the sea everywhere in the air, which is a little damp and salty. I can't wait to cross the square, jump on the stone steps by the sea, and finally see the sea I miss so much!
The sea is calling me forward enthusiastically! Facing the wind, I rushed to it barefoot, and the soft sand wrapped my feet warmly, leaving a string of shallow footprints. The vast sea is sparkling under the eager gaze of the sun, while the waves on the shore are white and flawless, rising higher and receding rapidly. The sea breeze blows my long hair, and I open my arms and shout excitedly like a child, trying to hold this beautiful piece in my arms and throw it into this vast embrace. The waves hit and jumped, wet my dress, and jumped on the tip of my hair, shining a little in the sun. Ah, you naughty little wave, are you going to whisper something to me? Then speak quickly, close to my ear and whisper! Your mother is singing, aren't you afraid that her voice will drown out your whisper?
I run, jump and shout in the waves, and those lively waves are playing with me, chasing and struggling to jump on my fluttering skirt and cling to it tightly. I can't bear to let them disappear and hold my skirt high. Yell at them: silly child, don't come over! So you can't go back to your mother's arms! The sun will take you away and turn you into a piece of steam, which can only float in mom's sight! But, but they didn't listen to my advice at all, and they jumped up with joy and wanted to stay with me. Good, good, you are so persistent, I will follow your wishes, even if you disappear, you will become a breath, stay with me, suspended in my heart!
Crazy enough, noisy enough, reluctant to bid farewell to the clear sea in the sun, leaving for reunion, but for night gathering.
The night is deep blue and wide, without bright stars. There is only one bright and cold star staring at this deep sea from a distance. Stroll in this wonderful dream again, just to feel the charm in the night.
The sea at night is much quieter and gentler than during the day. Without exultation, there is no singing. White waves rose gently, layer by layer, kissing the dependent beach. They are singing in a low voice, shallow notes and sweet melodies. Are those rows of waves the meticulous thoughts of the passionate sea? In the gentle and romantic night, the night that accompanied me was whispering and talking intoxicating love words. Was it infected by a couple on the shore? Did you hear their romantic love words? Is it far away to see the sweet smile of people in love? I think so! Otherwise, how can you chase their footprints and gently take them away side by side? Otherwise, how can you hold their feet gently and give them a warm feeling? Otherwise, how can they sing softly with sweet words?
I walk in your tenderness, feeling your subtle tenderness, your profundity, your warmth and your infinite strength! You are the sacred love in my heart, you are the beauty with infinite charm in my heart, and you are the lover I want to accompany forever. Just because:
I love the infinite charm of amorous feelings!
4. Write a scene composition. The campus in autumn is still brilliant and pleasant, and the trees are still so green; Flowers don't seem to know that late autumn has arrived, but they are still fragrant and open, still attracting bees with fragrance; Butterflies are still dancing on campus, attracting students' attention with their beautiful figures.
There are some yellow leaves falling from trees in the flower beds on campus, and people's breath condenses into milky heat in the fresh air. Although it is already late autumn, the sun still goes to work every day, giving plants enough light and heat so that they can still grow well in the cold late autumn.
Trees on campus sometimes sway with the wind; Sometimes standing still; Sometimes a few poor leaves fall from the branches. However, these do not affect the charm of green trees in late autumn.
The flowers on campus are still blooming, bees are still busy collecting honey, and there are many bees flying around the flowers, looking for which one is better. The sky in late autumn is unusually solemn and bright. After the self-study, it was already dark, which made people feel very mysterious. There are several stars in the high sky, which makes people wonder: where have all the other stars gone? I like late autumn, bright sky and cool season! Autumn scenery, you came quietly, silently, and in a blink of an eye, the earth was covered with golden clothes.
You came to the field quietly, and the wheat fragrance drifted away, and the fields of crops looked like rolling waves from a distance; A closer look shows that wheat is bent with laughter, sorghum is flushed, corn is blooming with joy, and people in the field are very busy. "Sing a song about harvesting, harvest wheat, sorghum, corn and soybeans, and send them to the country after harvesting." Melodious songs tell the joy of farmers' autumn harvest.
You came quietly, brought a yellow dress and a red dress, and looked at the mountain on the side, as if you had crossed a layer of gold. Flying leisurely, countless yellow butterflies flew down from above, and a group circled in mid-air. I don't know how long it took, and the dark yellow clothes turned into light yellow; Pale yellow has turned to stone. You see, it looks like a naughty child. Look at the mountain over there. Sorghum is drunk. It is simply a piece of Red Sea, covering half the sky. It is connected with Xia Guang and burning like a flame.
This combination of yellow and red gives people an indescribable warmth, and even forgets that in a few days, winter is coming. You came quietly, bringing the beautiful scenery and rich fruits of Qiu Guang. Listen, gongs and drums are loud and lively. People who have been busy for a year are filled with overwhelming joy: "Another bumper harvest year has come.
"I'm obsessed with autumn! Autumn-colorful season, fruit harvest season, thriving season. Autumn in my hometown is neither too hot nor too cold. Although the air is not as fresh as before and the leaves are beginning to wither, one thing is getting more and more mature-rice.
When I walked out of the house and looked around, the first thing I saw was rice. There is so much rice. Rice matures gradually in people's unconscious.
Autumn in my hometown is golden yellow, and basically everything is yellow. In autumn in my hometown, rice ripens and turns yellow.
In autumn in my hometown, the grass withered and turned yellow. In autumn in my hometown, the leaves on the trees gradually turn yellow and will soon wither.
In the fields, dirt roads and roadsides, whatever green plants are basically going to wither. Especially the grass, is waiting for the arrival of spring, adding a touch of green to the world.
Autumn in my hometown is a harvest season. There are big peaches on peach trees, big pears on pear trees, huge oranges on orange trees, mature rice in the fields, and many edible fruits are ripe. The wind is so soft, the water is so smooth, the sky is so blue and people are so active.
Autumn in my hometown is like this, comparable to spring. Autumn in my hometown is much warmer than winter in my hometown, and autumn in my hometown is cooler than summer.
Ah, how gentle you are in autumn in your hometown! Autumn in my hometown is also the autumn in my hometown when I was a child. It's always blue and charming. Occasionally, the clouds are changing all kinds of graphics, leaving you endless reverie. However, the autumn of middle age is also the autumn of a foreign land, and I always can't see my thoughts at that time.
When I arrived in Linyi a few days ago, I looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window on the expressway, as if I had returned to my childhood and hometown. Autumn symbolizes maturity and can bring people the joy of harvest.
I remember how "cool" it was to hold round and big sweet potatoes at dusk in first frost, in the smoke not far away. What's more, burned soybeans with dead leaves are looking for endless autumn fragrance. I dare say it is the most delicious bean fragrance in the world! At least in the present city, I have never smelled it! Autumn is the season when "yellow things fade". The original green leaves gradually lost their true colors of life. Under the attack of wind, frost, rain and snow, it turns yellow day by day, and then quietly floats down with the wind.
At the moment of enjoying the beautiful scenery, I had to wear delicate yellow leaves and hang them under the eaves, waiting to enjoy the fragrance floating from the scones after burning. My mouth is watering. An able young man can eat ten at a time.
I have never smelled such a kind fragrance in my wandering after leaving home! At that time, there was no sadness in the fallen leaves of my hometown. Now, the fallen leaves in a foreign land are just countless. In my heart, the occasional thoughts and comforts are all in the face of this silent destruction, whether it is fire nirvana or life evolution. Someone in autumn scenery said, "Autumn is really beautiful!" Especially looking for autumn.
Autumn is coming, the rice in the field is ripe, and the rice in Huang Chengcheng is like a big piece of gold.
In the east, people come here with harvesters. They let every grain of rice into the warehouse. In autumn in the Woods, the leaves of all kinds of trees are yellow and fall on the pond and the ground one by one.
However, the pine tree still stands tall and motionless in the wind, and its leaves are still so green. Autumn is in the garden.
Chrysanthemums in the garden are in full bloom, including red, yellow, green, white and orange ... The petals of these chrysanthemums are like thin shredded radish. The petals of some chrysanthemums are all spread out, revealing the tender yellow stamens; Some chrysanthemums only spread two or three petals; There are chrysanthemums in bud, as if the petals are about to open.
Autumn is in the orchard and apples are in the orchard.
5. Write a composition describing this scene, about 600 words, about the sea.
The sea is magnificent, and one wave after another beats the beach, making a magnificent sound; The sea is spectacular, from far to near, endless; The ocean is rich, it is rich in minerals; The sea is selfless. It dedicates its children to mankind. Everything in the sea is so beautiful that everyone who sees it is intoxicated by it. However, after seeing the sea, I was deeply intoxicated. ...
I remember when I was 7 years old, I finally arrived in Sanya, Hainan. I get up early in the morning. Walking on the beach, looking up, you can see the faint morning light, dotted with a little red next to it, with small footprints behind you, and the sea slowly flowing. After a while, the sun, like a delicate girl, shyly hid from Tibet and accidentally avoided the clouds like gauze clothes. In an instant, its light shines on the earth. I finally saw its true colors. In the sky, the clouds around the sun gradually turn from white to red, which further sets off the shyness of the sun. Clouds gradually flow and disappear in the sky, and the sunshine is unobstructed, emitting its strongest light. Suddenly, the whole sea was full of life. Seagulls flew across the sky in droves, and the sea beat the dry rocks from time to time. The waves are connected with the waves, forming huge waves. The tide rises and falls, and shells are exposed by the sea. Shells sparkle in the sun, dazzling. Golden waves come and go, making a "sound-".
Soon, the sea was crowded with people. Everyone enjoys the coolness brought by the sea. I walked by the sea and there were small footprints on the shore. The sea in the distance, under the sunshine, rushes to the shore like a naughty child. The sea is surging, calm for a while, rough for a while, sparkling for a while, and everyone stops playing and looks at the indescribable beauty. I was deeply intoxicated by it and had to sigh: how beautiful the sea is! Its attraction attracted me and intoxicated me. ...
Everything about you is so beautiful, sea. You are like a mother, giving people warmth. Happiness is where you are.
6. Ask to write a composition describing this scene. It took 400 words to get to the afternoon activity class. The tired body suddenly ran to the table tennis room in three steps and two steps.
No wonder female colleagues go to dance halls at night. When they got there, the music started to move. The harder they dance, the less tired they feel. Now I feel something, which may be the reason why I am interested.
Far away, I heard the sound of "banging" and the laughter of my colleagues. As soon as I arrived at the ball room, "President Zhang's new racket made us appreciate it," said a colleague who spoke quickly, and he immediately surrounded me. At this time, the conversation turned to me again.
The rubber is sticky. The board is so light. It's so easy.
There was an uproar in the ball room, and two colleagues on the court quickly shouted "stop" and made a pause gesture. They want to leave their colleagues alone so that they can play with peace of mind.
But they turned a deaf ear and turned a blind eye, and the nephew lit a lantern-as usual (uncle), the wind of laughter and laughter haunted the campus through the doors and windows. According to the convention (in the order of playing in the ball room), Xiao Su plays. He took my new surfboard, looked at me and said he wanted to find a feeling.
Maybe the new board is sticky, maybe it is lighter than his own, maybe.
He always takes the high ball when he receives the service, and always flies when he presses the ball. His opponent is Zhang, the chairman of Steady Milk. He is called steady dad and is good at receiving defense.
In fact, colleagues love to call him steady milk, because steady dad has long belonged. In people's impression, the PE teacher is tall and powerful. In addition to receiving the service well and having a large defensive area, his angle of pushing the ball is very sharp, usually two big corners. During the pushing process, there is a downward movement, and the ball is twisted after being cut off. He is the most difficult person and the last bone that everyone wants to chew.
The ball that runs high is killed by the steady milk. The more anxious you are, the harder it is to play the ball. "nonsense!" There was a kiss between the board and the table, and my heart trembled and there was no reply.
"Little su, a chessboard or a virgin. Can you move a little, gently?
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The long-unreliable president of Iron Mouth opened his box. I have always been thick-skinned and joking, and I have been blushed and my neck is thick.
Xiao Su scoffed at the racket, touched it with his hand and said nothing! "200" is in the way. Do you want to make a fuss? Mei Tiezui is the first god in our school. His nickname comes from the TV series Ji Xiaolan with an iron mouth and copper teeth. Colleagues * * * all think that he is comparable to Ji Tiezui, even better than Ji Tiezui. The day before yesterday, the school leaders invited me to take a demonstration class for young colleagues to learn.
Because of too much homework and too much wine, I went to class without careful preparation. I don't know. School leaders and teachers who have no classes have gone. I feel embarrassed. No careful preparation, no respect for people (I told myself not to do this again)! In the afternoon, Mei Tiezui blew me out of smallpox. "How many beautiful scenic spots are there in this class?"
How many rainbows.
How many feelings.
"Maybe I am an old comrade, maybe I am very popular. Well, everyone says everything.
I know! "Mei Chaofeng, can you stop?" I said that I like to call him slippery in private. It is because Mei Chaofeng in the novel "The Condor Heroes" is the same sex as him, and also because he has long arms and likes to block shots when playing basketball, which is similar to Mei Chaofeng's nine-yin white bones and claws.
Soon, Xiao Su was defeated and his milk stabilized. He proudly said on the stage, "This year we live by craft" (sometimes he likes to say this when he is free to win money at cards). It's my turn to play. The champion is still stable. He is very smooth today.
The new board really didn't suit me at first. I also catch the ball a little too high and always pull it too far. Steady milk took out his signature moves-clenching fists, raising hands, waving, and saying "learning from you" (really flattering).
I quickly adjusted my grip posture and reduced the intensity of catching the ball, which was immediate and much better. At this time, the score on the field was 9:9, and it was in full swing.
When I served, I immediately served a left, ultra-short and thick backspin. Stabilizing milk is worthy of the name. He is ready to quickly return a lob, chase and topspin, which is beyond my expectation.
I quickly stepped back and made a high-profile loop. "Smelly, smelly" (which means bragging) colleagues started talking again.
"High, really high" steady milk unhurriedly blocked another forehand corner kick, and colleagues praised it again. I quickly slid to the forehand position, grabbed a board and lost the ball.
"Leaking eggs", colleagues are in an uproar again. These ball critics don't give you face at all.
Unlike Angelababy, a table tennis commentator, you may say that you aim too accurately; It may also be that you want to pull the dead ball, and you have a little idea in your heart, and your hand is slow for half a beat; You can also say.
They tried to find something harsh and sad to say, but it was impossible for everyone! "Smell, it stinks.
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Mei Tiezui is showing off again. Once again, I stood at the heel of the service line, constantly balancing the ball with my hands and looking at the steady milk. He looks very proud.
He was surprised that my serve was the same as last time. He didn't expect me to change constantly and returned a backhand. I immediately hit the ball sideways with my forehand, and he blocked my forehand again. I rushed up and pulled a ball on a skateboard forehand and killed the racket! The activity room is like a bomb again! ! Maybe I am Ramon, and soon he lost two points in a row and was kicked out of the ring.
He made his trademark move again, saying, "Be like you". I think this statement should be true! .
The sound of the ball and the laughter in the activity room were blown far and far by the wind and spread all over the school.
And the laughter of the students on the playground echo each other, forming a beautiful picture of campus happiness. During those years in the country, I saw cows every day.
However, until now, only the big eyes of cattle can be seen. In winter, cows are chained to the door to bask in the sun.
It lies prone, its mouth keeps grinding, and its eyes seem to be wider than when it is busy. Cow's eyes seem to be white and pale.
I said it was pale, perhaps because it had bloodshot lines on it. I think the combination of these two colors can only be imitated by the scenes of dead silence and mourners crying.
Cow's eyes are too big and bulging too high, which makes you afraid. When I passed the cow when I entered the yard, I always noticed that the cow's bulging eyes were staring at me.
I can't help thinking that it's staring like this.